His hands remained steady but gentle. Her soft skin didn't need his rough palms pressing against her jawline. She couldn't look away. He wouldn't look away. A thumb reached swept away the tear that fell. Sympathy fell on his features but he held back any words. Derek hadn't asked for something specifically for himself as an incentive. He wanted to repair the damage his team had suffered. However, it sounded as if hers was life threatening.

"Tomorrow isn't promised to anyone. Eudio or not. What was your first incentive?" Derek asked with pleading eyes. She had reasons not to trust him, regardless of his intentions but he hoped Inara would try.